The boys in Vegas
CJ, the kids, my nephew Gabe Davis, my son Dave's friend Austin McMillan, and I drove to St. George on Thursday in two cars. We left the girls there at our friends, the Dustons, and the boys and I drove on to Vegas. We arrived at Sam Boyd Stadium just in time for kickoff (we missed the F-16 flyover out of Nellis during the national anthem because we were still under the stadium getting to our portal).
Our seats were on the 9th row behind the Cougar's bench at about the 30 yard line, right in the middle of the team section (thanks to one of the players -- the general public tickets had been sold out). We sat in front of Matt Allen's parents and family. His mom wore a #10 jersey. We had a blast.
It was a good game. For the most part, Cal looked faster, stronger, and quicker (i.e., better). But BYU had a chance to win it at the end. With 2 minutes to go, driving for the winning points, QB John Beck was bumped when he threw and his pass was intercepted by Cal to effectively end the game. Still, considering how our defense looked for most of the game, it was amazing we were in a position to win at the end. Final score: Cal 35, BYU 28.
I like Coach Mendenhall (and the other coaches) and the direction they're taking the team.
It took us a while to get out of the parking lot, but we had my PowerBook and "Firefly" DVDs, so we watched a couple of episodes. We stopped at Denny's for a potty stop and dinner. We all had "breakfast" (the Grand Slam, omelettes, pancakes, etc.). Dave had a T-bone with his hash browns.
Then we drove to Nellis AFB and put up in the TLF ("Temporary Lodging Factilities") -- 5 guys in a suite of rooms for $31.75 a night...
Next morning, we went to Blueberry Hill Family Restaurant for breakfast. I love the smell of a diner/coffee shop. This one was a classic. Best breakfast in Vegas, open 24 hours a day. We had hoped to meet Cindy's brother, Bruce, who's a SSgt at Nellis, but he worked late and slept in (our rendezvous was set for 7:30 am). We left his Christmas gifts with our waitress, Pam, and headed for St. George. Gabe and I changed cars and we drove to Provo so he could get to the Conference Center in Salt Lake in time for the Joseph Smith Commemorative broadcast. He spent most of the time watching "Firefly" episodes on my PowerBook using headphones and a shirt to shield the sun (he looked like an old-time photographer). But we had some good conversation about his friends, his favorite games, when he'll be ready for a patriarchal blessing, etc.
We stopped at Subway in Beaver for sandwiches and a potty stop. We made it in good time.
The rest of the fam arrived later in the evening.
We need to make the Las Vegas bowl a tradition.
Our seats were on the 9th row behind the Cougar's bench at about the 30 yard line, right in the middle of the team section (thanks to one of the players -- the general public tickets had been sold out). We sat in front of Matt Allen's parents and family. His mom wore a #10 jersey. We had a blast.
It was a good game. For the most part, Cal looked faster, stronger, and quicker (i.e., better). But BYU had a chance to win it at the end. With 2 minutes to go, driving for the winning points, QB John Beck was bumped when he threw and his pass was intercepted by Cal to effectively end the game. Still, considering how our defense looked for most of the game, it was amazing we were in a position to win at the end. Final score: Cal 35, BYU 28.
I like Coach Mendenhall (and the other coaches) and the direction they're taking the team.
It took us a while to get out of the parking lot, but we had my PowerBook and "Firefly" DVDs, so we watched a couple of episodes. We stopped at Denny's for a potty stop and dinner. We all had "breakfast" (the Grand Slam, omelettes, pancakes, etc.). Dave had a T-bone with his hash browns.
Then we drove to Nellis AFB and put up in the TLF ("Temporary Lodging Factilities") -- 5 guys in a suite of rooms for $31.75 a night...
Next morning, we went to Blueberry Hill Family Restaurant for breakfast. I love the smell of a diner/coffee shop. This one was a classic. Best breakfast in Vegas, open 24 hours a day. We had hoped to meet Cindy's brother, Bruce, who's a SSgt at Nellis, but he worked late and slept in (our rendezvous was set for 7:30 am). We left his Christmas gifts with our waitress, Pam, and headed for St. George. Gabe and I changed cars and we drove to Provo so he could get to the Conference Center in Salt Lake in time for the Joseph Smith Commemorative broadcast. He spent most of the time watching "Firefly" episodes on my PowerBook using headphones and a shirt to shield the sun (he looked like an old-time photographer). But we had some good conversation about his friends, his favorite games, when he'll be ready for a patriarchal blessing, etc.
We stopped at Subway in Beaver for sandwiches and a potty stop. We made it in good time.
The rest of the fam arrived later in the evening.
We need to make the Las Vegas bowl a tradition.
posted by Barney at 12:35 PM
1 Comments:
Glad you got to make this little trip.
FYI, I'm at the Chandler Public Library, doing a little blogging and Flickring, and two LDS missionaries just sat down at the other side of the table, presumably to send e-mails home. I also have my camera with me, so I may be taking a few pictures before I go home in a bit.
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